The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1617:

Kiley was famous for her beauty, often spoken of alongside Chelsea as one of the city’s most admired women. But few knew the depth of ambition beneath Kiley’s flawless exterior.

There were moments—unexpected and impulsive—when Kiley would burst into Carl’s study, maps spread wide in her hands, launching into long discussions about expansion strategies and regional control.

She had once dragged Carl into spontaneous brainstorming sessions, chasing bold visions with the same tenacity that Corrine now displayed.

The mother and daughter shared that same fire, that same relentless drive.

“In their eyes, the Ford family’s appetite is too large,” Carl said finally. “They will never let you intervene in Pinetree City. Though you’ve invited them to the wedding, they may refuse to attend.”

Corrine smiled, a sly curve pulling at her lips. “This invitation is only meant to test their temperature.”

If power were that easy to win—shared over a meal—then the world would have been conquered by gluttons.

But…

her eyes. “So, does

yours someday. Since you are here, why

Corrine nodded. “Of course.”

she told Waldo to join them

his plate. “You are almost forty, and still single,” Carl muttered, shaking his head. “When I was your age, your elder brother

a laugh. “Uncle Waldo is not

looked up, intrigued.

didn’t even

rest of the meal

Corrine under the table. “What nonsense

cast him a sideways glance, casual but sharp.

Waldo said nothing more.

his arm and